The Paranoid Villain’S Little Dad Awakens (Taekook)
Chapter 5
The production team of *Zai Zai the Superman*.
The small team responsible for selecting civilian parent-child duos had spent half a month without finding a single candidate that impressed the producer.
With the show’s filming imminent, everyone wore worried expressions.
Who would have thought that finding one ordinary parent-child pair would be trickier than booking celebrity participants?
During a team meeting, someone suggested directly reaching out to smaller, inexperienced parent-child accounts on major social media platforms.
The producer shot down the suggestion, insisting they needed a parent-child pair that would make them go “wow.”
Someone
**A staff member couldn’t help but complain openly** Nowadays, anyone who could make us go ‘wow’ has already gone viral on various platforms. How could they still be waiting for us today?
Just then, an assistant sitting at the end of the table raised a hand.
Someone
Check the team chat—there’s a new application
In the work group chat, two parent-child photos popped up.
[Photo caption:] A biracial little boy and a long-haired beauty with timeless classical Eastern beauty
Their faces bore some resemblance, though the beauty’s features were more refined—willow-leaf brows, almond eyes, as exquisitely crafted as a fine brush painting
Despite being just a simple front-facing photo, it exuded an air of unshakable poise.
Scoff erupted in the meeting room.
Someone
Pfft, that AI rendering is pretty good.
Someone
Yeah, how many classical paintings and biracial baby photos got mashed up here?
Someone
**Assistant clarified** The profile states this is a father and son. The guy with long hair is actually the dad.
Someone
Huh? **sounded puzzled**
Scrutinizing the details before realizing it was indeed the case
Soon, heated discussions broke out about the pair’s god-tier visuals
Someone
Is this even real?
Someone
As if. These days people filter their driver's licenses. I don’t buy it.
Amid the back-and-forth, the assistant noticed the producer staring at the photos in silence.
Someone
Producer: **visibly excited, said** Go confirm their details immediately. If everything checks out, sign them ASAP!
Someone
Got it! **assistant hurried to contact the applicant**
Someone
**A Person remarked** When we shoot the preview, I want to see them in person. Do they survive on moonlight and flower nectar to look so ethereal?
Someone
And they don’t even have any social media accounts? Not celebrities either. If they really join the show, we struck gold, didn’t we?
That morning, in the garden of the Jeon family mansion.
Clad in white practice robes, Taehyung was practicing Tai Chi under the guidance of an instructor.
Auntie Zhong and Jungguk were practicing alongside them.
Though Taehyung was only performing the most basic 24-form Tai Chi, and his movements were not quite polished, the instructor kept nodding approvingly
—Just standing there, Mr. Kim carried an air of otherworldly elegance.
Jungguk was unusually well-behaved today, waking up early to have breakfast and exercise with his dad.
When Albert appeared, Taehyung was bending down, gently wiping Jungguk’s forehead with a warm towel, his expression remarkably gentle.
Only after the Tai Chi instructor had left did he speak up
Albert
Mr. Kim, the crew has confirmed their invitation for you and young sir to join the show. They need to finalize the schedule for filming the promo clip soon—they’re on a tight schedule and hope to confirm it immediately.
Jeon Jungguk
Really? That’s wonderful. **happily threw his arms around his dad**
Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair, also visibly pleased
Unable to stay still for long, Jungguk let go and bounced with excitement
Jeon Jungguk
Then let’s film today!
Albert chuckled—the young master was entirely different from his two fathers, bursting with energy rarely seen in children.
Albert
It won’t be that fast. Young sir can start thinking about what daily scenes you’d like to film.
Kim Taehyung
**Added** And pick out your outfits too.
Jungguk had a whole wardrobe of stylish clothes he wanted to wear on camera. He darted out of the garden
Taehyung took the warm towel handed to him by Auntie Zhong, wiping his hands leisurely.
His slender fingers, perhaps from the recent exercise, were faintly pink at the joints.
In Mr. Kim’s presence, Albert couldn’t help but feel rough around the edges, as if he himself had become coarse and unrefined.
Albert
Mr. Kim, the crew mentioned there will also be compensation
Kim Taehyung
Oh? **smiled as he walked**
Kim Taehyung
That’ll be my first paycheck, then.
At first, Albert was a bit surprised by the remark.
But then, observing his delicate build, he immediately understood
—Given Mr. Kim’s health, his parents would never have allowed him to work. And after marriage, Mr. Jeon certainly wouldn’t have permitted it either.
Albert then went over the plans, explaining that he would act as Taehyung’s assistant to coordinate with the production team
Taehyung had no objections.
Though he didn’t know Jungkook completely, he was aware of his attention to detail—everything would be handled properly, leaving no need for doubt or interference
As Albert left, he reflected on how much Mr. Kim had changed, his once fragile, gloomy disposition now replaced with warm cheerfulness.
Jungkook returned home from the office. He took off his black suit jacket, handing it to Uncle Xu, and took a white warm towel to wipe his hands.
Jeon Jungkook
How was Mr. Kim today?
Butler Xu
**Reported truthfully, unable to suppress a slight smile** At noon, Mr. Kim was eating well and had an extra half-bowl of soup.
Ever since Mr. Kim started feeling better, the whole family has been thrilled
Forget about half a bowl of soup—Uncle Xu would literally count if Mr. Kim had eaten two extra grains of rice.
Jungkook scanned the huge, empty living room and asked,
Jeon Jungkook
Is he upstairs?
Butler Xu
Mr. Kim showered after dinner and went to help the little master choose outfits.
Jeon Jungkook
Picking clothes at this hour?
Jungkook turned his head slightly, his jade-green eyes behind his glasses gazing toward his son's bedroom
The warm, damp towel dampened the skin between his fingers, and his forehead creased slightly.
He set the towel aside and strode toward the stairs.
Jeon Jungkook
I'll go check.
Butler Xu
Aren't you having supper tonight?
Usually, if Jungkook returned home late, he would have a bowl of soup or some snacks, so the kitchen always kept some ready
Watching the tall, straight-backed figure ascend the stairs, Uncle Xu wondered to himself: Was the young master upset again just now?
In Jungguk's walk-in closet.
Taehyung leaned back on the sofa, hugging a soft pillow as he watched his son strut out in different outfits, posing like a model.
A five-foot kid playing male model—if he weren't so good-looking, he'd look like a preening monkey.
Jeon Jungguk
Papa, what do you think about filming me horseback riding?
Jeon Jungguk
Or maybe rock climbing?
Jeon Jungguk
How about skiing? Well, but we’d have to go to an indoor slope now.
A new idea every three minutes.
When the little one threw himself beside him, Taehyung ruffled his spiky short hair.
Kim Taehyung
You can take your time deciding the location. Papa doesn’t have any strong opinions. But Papa can’t ski, climb, or ride with you—I’ll just have to watch from the sidelines. Won’t that make you sad?
Jungguk bent his knees and nestled into his papa’s embrace, shaking his head against the soft velvet pajamas
Jeon Jungguk
Of course not!
Kim Taehyung
**Stroked the little whirl at the crown of his head** When I get the payment, how about Papa gets you a present? What would you like?
Taehyung already knew his papa had never earned money before—this first paycheck was really special.
Jeon Jungguk
Then I’ll have to think carefully.
Kim Taehyung
**Sighed softly** Papa will think carefully too. I need to get presents for Mom and Dad, Brother, and everyone else too
Jeon Jungguk
Do Grandpa and Grandma even know we’re going to be on the show?
Seeing his papa nod with a smile, he asked with wide-eyed drama
Jeon Jungguk
Will they be shocked when they find out?
Kim Taehyung
Probably **hugged his son, laughing happily, then yawned**
Kim Taehyung
I hope they won’t be too surprised.
He had a playful, lively side that seemed to have been awakened.
At times, he also wished he could become good friends with his son, steering his thinking to keep him from making mistakes later.
Jeon Jungkook
What're you two talking about?
Jungkook’s commanding voice cut through the room, and the father and son on the sofa simultaneously turned to look.
Jungguk was half-kneeling on the carpet, leaning his head against his "Little Daddy’s" chest, and chimed in cheerfully,
Jeon Jungguk
Big Daddy, Little Daddy is thinking about using the show payment to buy gifts.
Once again, he wore a black shirt and black trousers, paired with a gray-striped black tie.
The shirt buttons were fastened tightly to the collar, like a man shaped from storm clouds—brooding and intense.
Behind his glasses, his emerald eyes resembled a shadowed forest under storm-laden skies, mysterious and unfathomable
Jungkook shot a controlled glance at the person lounging on the sofa before shifting his gaze to his son’s face, asking patiently
Jeon Jungkook
Gifts for whom?
Taehyung didn’t notice his gaze, merely lowering his eyes, sitting up, and tucking his long hair behind his shoulders
That extra glance was just wishful thinking
Jeon Jungguk
**Stood up** Little Daddy said he wants to give gifts to me, to Grandpa and Grandma, and to Uncle.
Jungkook looked at the person slipping on his house shoes and drawled
Taehyung straightened his robe, only to see a dark figure already closing in on him, then without a word bending down to sweep him up.
Taehyung staggered slightly, instinctively placing a hand on Jungkook’s right shoulder and reflexively meeting those emerald eyes.
Jeon Jungkook
**speaking to their son instead** Jungguk, tomorrow Albert will send someone with more clothes for you. You can pick a few then.
Jungguk replied, having been worried about not having the right outfits.
Though it was just a teaser shoot, he wanted to make a grand entrance.
Taehyung lowered his head and thought, "Ah, so he does remember to be good to his son."
But his body was still weak, and as he approached his usual bedtime, fatigue overwhelmed him. He couldn’t help but let out a soft yawn.
The hallway was deathly quiet. Though the carpet was thick, the faint sound of footsteps could still be heard
Perhaps because Jungkook’s arms and embrace were so warm and steady, Taehyung felt perfectly at ease, even growing drowsy from the rhythmic motion
By the time they reached the bed, Taehyung’s yawn had left his eyes slightly damp, a clump of eyelashes glistening with sleep-warm tears.
Jungkook adjusted the blankets, then propped himself on one arm by the headboard, quietly watching the sleep-flushed cheeks bloom across Taehyung’s delicate, heart-shaped face.
Between his drooping eyelids, Taehyung thought he saw Jungkook’s lips move.
Kim Taehyung
**Struggling against sleep, he murmured hazily** What?
Jungkook watched as he sank into deep slumber.
His delicate, heart-shaped face, in sleep, unexpectedly carried a mesmerizing charm.
Lifting a hand, Jungkook gently traced his thumb from Taehyung’s eyelids to the outer corners, slowly brushing over the lashes glistening with sleep-warm tears. In a low voice, he murmured in French,
Jeon Jungkook
Don’t I get a gift?
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